When he woke up, it was already noon.
With the enhancement of his physical fitness, Hunter had already discovered that his current daily sleep time was no longer what it used to be.
Now, unless he was exhausted.
Otherwise, under normal circumstances, Hunter now sleeps for five or six hours every day.
Upon waking up, he would feel refreshed.
It was nothing like the past, when sometimes he would sleep for ten or so hours and still feel very fatigued all over.
He had stolen two safes from Steve.
Although Hunter couldn't open them for the time being, it didn't affect his current good mood.
So after waking up and performing a simple wash-up,
Hunter took out many ingredients from his private space.
He prepared a table of delicious food for himself and enjoyed it thoroughly.
For the next few days, Hunter didn't plan to see Slater Brief for the time being.
That blonde beauty, although she inherited the Lockpicking talent and skills of her father, John Brief,
it was also because her father was a master thief who had been arrested by the police in the past and had spent over ten years in prison.
It was no exaggeration to say that her father, John, had missed most of Slater's upbringing.
Although the relationship between the father and daughter was good, it was naturally impossible for Slater not to be annoyed.
Because of this, at the beginning of The Italian Job plot, Slater's relationship with Charlie Clock was not very good.
She hated master thieves like Charlie and her father John, and hated their criminal behavior even more.
And Hunter, in a sense, could now be considered a master thief as well.
Therefore, he planned to wait a bit before contacting Slater to see if he could learn the top-level Lockpicking Skill from her.
Hunter was not worried that he wouldn't be able to persuade Slater.
The biggest difference between him and Charlie was that Charlie had considerable principles.
Back when Steve caused the death of his mentor and friend Old John, who was also Slater's father,
the revenge method he thought of afterward against Steve
was merely to organize a group of partners and take back that batch of gold from Steve's hands.
From the first time he started stealing until now, Charlie and his team had never killed anyone during an operation.
This was Charlie's principle!
But Hunter didn't have these qualms.
He didn't believe that Slater could resist the temptation when she had the chance to personally kill Steve, the enemy who had killed her father.
Even if she was unwilling to do it herself due to her upbringing,
Hunter wouldn't mind helping her send Steve on his way.
After personally Shooting and killing two bull terriers while escaping the day before yesterday,
Hunter felt as if the shackles formed by the education he received in his previous life, which bound him, had shattered.
After thousands of years of fighting across the land, a fierce and competitive nature within the hearts of the Blue people began to awaken.
So much so that when the idea of killing Steve popped into his head earlier to win Slater's favor,
he didn't have any psychological resistance; instead, he immediately considered its feasibility.
To be honest, regarding this change,
Hunter did not reject it!
He had a conscience—not much, but enough.
A sumptuous lunch was soon devoured by Hunter like a whirlwind.
As his physical fitness improved, he also noticed that his appetite began to increase.
Hunter's current appetite was much larger than it was two months ago.
After finishing washing the bowls and chopsticks, he just started thinking about how to spend the afternoon.
Whether to go to the Boxing club to practice Boxing, or to the Shooting club to further improve his Shooting skill.
Or perhaps go fishing at the beach, go for a swim, and by the way, go for a run along the coastal road in the evening.
Just as Hunter was thinking, suddenly, the phone he had placed on the nightstand rang.
He walked unhurriedly to the bedside and picked up the phone to take a look.
It was an unknown number!
Hunter thought for a moment before answering the call.
The moment the call connected, the urgent voice of a woman he had become somewhat unfamiliar with came through.
"Hunter, it's Mia."
"Are you at your place now?"
"I have something to talk to you about!"
It was Mia, the Mia who hadn't seen Hunter for more than a month.
Hunter heard her voice on the phone was urgent and panicked, as if she had encountered trouble.
He immediately comforted her in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Mia. Have you run into some trouble?"
"I'm at home right now. Where are you?"
"If needed, I'll go see you right now."
Hunter hadn't been in contact with Mia for a while.
For this first woman of his in this life, he naturally never stopped thinking about her.
If it hadn't been for the fact that during this period, Hunter had been forced by his financial crisis
to focus all his energy on Steve and his nearly one ton of gold bricks,
Hunter might have been unable to resist going to see Mia despite Dominic's threat.
On the other end of the phone, Mia's voice carried a sob.
"Dom is in trouble, I'm near your house."
"I'll be there soon!"
Dom was Dominic, which was Dominic's nickname.
Generally, only people close to Dominic would call him that.
Hunter opened his mouth, just about to ask in more detail.
But unexpectedly, Mia had already hung up the phone.
After listening to the busy tone for a while, Hunter finally put away his phone.
He had previously sent his current specific address to Mia's email.
Therefore, Hunter was not worried that Mia wouldn't be able to find him.
What he was more curious about now was what exactly had happened to Dominic.
To be sure, although that man couldn't be said to have connections everywhere,
Dominic was a well-known figure in the underground street racing circles of California and even the entire West Coast.
He also had considerable connections in various circles of society.
Even if he was currently being watched by the FBI, as long as Dominic didn't act impulsively and didn't let the FBI find any clues,
it was believed that the FBI would simply be unable to tilt a large amount of investigative resources toward a suspicious target for a long time.
In his mind, he quickly recalled the plot related to fast & furious.
Hunter's brow suddenly furrowed.
"Wait..."
"Could it be that Dominic and the others, after being watched by the FBI,"
"still acted against the wind and robbed another batch of goods?"
His mind had recently been on investigating Steve's villa, thinking about how to snatch that nearly one ton of gold bricks from his hands.
Because of this, Hunter hadn't paid attention to the recent news in California for a while.
Thinking about Dominic and what kind of people were in his street racing team,
Hunter suddenly felt that his guess was very likely.
He couldn't help but shake his head and sighed in his heart.
If you don't court death, you won't die!
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